You're on your last legs ya dig? So much undead on your trail they started a traffic jam. You trip over a rock and as you lay thinking this is it how you're gonna be gotten by a bunch of rotten undead jockeys. That is until you taste the horrid and terrible taste of something. You immediately kick back up looking to your side you see a Nurse dressed in blue holding some Revive soda. "Oh thank goodness dahlin I thought you were down good How you feeling honey?"